Haroon

Harun, who welcomed his appearance, simply unwrapped and headed to the gathering place, resolved his meals with dry foods like jerky and bread. The situation was the worst, but unlike other users, I had time to relax because they were resurrectable.

"Commander! I heard you were alive, but I was worried that you weren't hurt too much." "

It was Ares. Ares, who had been unable to log out because of the sequel, connected to Harun when the final sequel disappeared. He was happy to run when Harun appeared safe like this. Harun felt better as if he liked it like a child.

"Commander, something terrible has happened to the Empire."

Ares told me about what happened in the Imperial family.

A rebellion erupted in the Imperial Court, and Grand Duke Pinocchio, who held the Imperial Court, declared a new empire.

The news was first known through users who were enjoying games in the Imperial Islands, and also through users who arrived here at the Treasure Basin and were chased from the basin by the Northern and Dark Elves without being able to enter the verification coffin.

"Commander Harun saved our guild members. Thank you so much."

Currents expressed their gratitude. She was also told that many foreigners were killed by the attacks of the Northern Legion and the Dark Elven Alliance on humans gathering at the Treasure Basin. Having received the same care after her, the woman and Valtran also showed their gratitude. The guild led by two people chose death on purpose to move quickly, and as a result he was even more grateful for taking it to the level down. If I die one more time, the level will drop tremendously.

After the quarrel was settled, Ares brought up another topic by reporting to Harun.

"Right now, in our world, a lot of people are surprised by this news. One of the main missions we were originally given to foreigners was to participate in the Golden Battle, and everyone wonders how this happened."

'That's right! You'll be embarrassed because the story quest is completely ruined.'

But I had already thought about breaking the story quest.

Going to the narrative is not fun, and the residents of the Terron Empire have been trying to break the story quest with their own hands as long as it can mean that the suffering continues throughout the future.

At Ares' words, the people gathered to open their minds and discuss the future changes in politics and how to behave.

"What do you think? The Pyronic Empire might be more than welcome for the people of this theoretical empire. For decades, it's been hundreds of years since young people have been killed or crippled by the Golden Battle."

In Chorn's words, people were accepting faces. Beyond's homepage also had a lot of posts by users with similar ideas as Chorn's. Many of them raised their voices that they needed to enlighten the peasants and peasants of the Terron Empire to revolutionize identity society and create a new world.

The people of the Terron Empire are not so negative as they appear in the Pyron Empire. The Pinocchian Emperor of the Pyronic Empire has vowed to abolish the Golden Battle and adhere to the principle of firstborn baptism. Moreover, the control of the circumference of the circumference was almost without bloodshed, so common people did not hate it, some cheered and even welcomed it.

"But don't you think it's hard to think that the story quest is over because the princes are still alive here?"

In the words of Currency, people thought again.

"The leader of the Currency Guild is right. You'll know by the end. The struggle for power is not that simple."

I realized that others had jumped to conclusions. The Golden Battle is still underway. If all the successors here were to die, the story quest was still ongoing.

"But Captain, what happened to the grimoire?"

As it came out of the mouth of the currents, the surroundings were silent for a moment. That's all I wanted to ask Harun. Harun, who had come back from a dangerous situation, was known to be dead, did not ask about it, but only noticed it.

The eyes of the people are on Harun. Not only did foreigners desperately want the grimoire because of the need of the real world, but mercenaries also had a strong interest in winning a million gold medals in the tower.

Harun couldn't answer easily.

There were six grimoires he memorized in the coffin of the Validation. I memorized both the first two and the second four. Of course, magic is so out-of-the-box, you can hardly guess what it is.

Harun ponders for a moment. It's because he knew how frightening human greed was. However, there was a conflict because it was hard to lie in front of the eyes of those who looked at themselves with such expectations.

"The grimoires were won by the princes."

Suddenly, you hear Mobius speak behind Harun's back. He disappeared for a while, but in the meantime, he went to get information. Anyway, there won't be many users with wide feet like Mobius.

"The first prince and a group of princes who passed through the four coffins and nobles decided to share the contents of the grimoire."

Mobius' words made people's faces noticeably brighter, feeling satisfied to tell others what they were curious about. But Mobius soon changed the color of people's faces.

"But it's an ancient grimoire with many different interpretations, and they say they don't know exactly what it is yet."

He clenched his fist as hard as he could. I was too curious about what kind of magic. But I didn't know that right now.

"The commander didn't get into the dungeon properly, so he couldn't have gotten it."

It was a prediction from Mobius that Harun entered the dungeon through people, including the first prince, just before Harun.

"Does it make you happy that I didn't get the grimoire? '

I thought Mobius seemed to like it oddly, but no one thought to ask Harun about the grimoire anymore.

"Dammit! This should be the grimoire with the magic we want. But even if they did, they wouldn't give me the grimoire."

He said with a lot of impressions.

It is a spell from the ancient Ra Empire that has developed beyond compare to the present, and it cannot be handed over for money. Moreover, they are noble men who have nothing to lose with money.

The people who hung themselves from the grimoire were so disappointed that they couldn't say anything for a while. I was disappointed as much as I expected.

"Phew. If it's not a million gold, we should call in 10 million gold."

Having seen his father with a dazzling gaze as if the priesthood was absurd, his will was that hard. Some people who heard him suddenly had a glimmer of hope in their faces. When I saw their faces, I felt that I could bet that much.

However, if it were a copy, it would be able to pass on to that condition.

Thirty billion? I'm going to pass out. '

Due to the increasing number of users, the illusion is stable at 30,000 per gold. Judging by that quote, Harun couldn't help but get tired of the people who spoke with the feeling that he was carrying a little bit of the astronomical money that little felt real.

How much money is this guy worth? '

Arban, who is presumed to be Noble or Chaebol, said something for several hundred thousand won, and it was hard to imagine for Harun who lived there.

Harun's eyes flashed with a strange glow as he stared at people's reactions in a daze and disappeared.

It was only now that I realized the value of the grimoire I had acquired was unimaginable. There may be magic in it for the Union's upper class, including for avan, but if there is, you can really make a lot of money.

'We have to wait and see what happens.'

There was no need to reveal that you had the grimoire unless you had the strength to protect the treasure. It was fortunate that Mobius had no one to associate himself with the grimoire.

"Damn! I thought you were only into women, but you've got a pretty good angle. I'll raise you when I get a chance. '

In fact, Mobius was a little jealous of his ability to seduce women with his fancy face and a little effort, and he was not impressed by his behavior, but it became more and more time-consuming, and it slowly disappeared. Instead, I realized that I was better at handling information than anyone else.

Shortly thereafter, Harun linked information to Mobius. However, the idea did not continue after the conversation of those who were excited about the Wizard.

Harun silently watches the people who continue his fierce conversation about the grimoire while finishing his meal, seeking understanding, and crossing into the trenches where the mercenaries are. It was time to get to work.

"Welcome. Did you have a good day?"

"Kahahaha! I'm so glad to hear you're okay."

First of all, Pierre and Elzer greeted him. They were with the other mercenaries in the trenches a little farther from the estramorwn. Elser hugged Harun, who had not been able to properly show his gratitude because of the people earlier.

"Ugh. What's that smell? '

It was okay for Elzer to hold his body tightly and breathe with his firm muscles, but it was really hard to endure the vibration of his smell because he had never washed properly without the scent of a woman. But if we take her away now, we don't know what happens. Moreover, I had to endure knowing her friendship.

"At some point, I'll let Harun go. I don't even want to hug you right now."

In Pierel's words, Elser pushes Harun away as if he had realized his situation.

"Let's talk later. I didn't reinforce the trench. I came here."

After not being able to wash the barrel, Elser quickly moves to help with the trench work that reinforces the depth and breadth of the trench with a shy face that doesn't fit after waking up.

"Heh-heh. He's conscious of being a woman in front of you, though."

Harun hurriedly turns to Piel, who is making a wild face. If you let it go, a joke might burst out.

"What happened?"

I already knew the situation, but I needed to know the details.

"Well, that's what you saw. This is what happens when you go through a three-tier fence fight in a validation coffin."

That's what Peel said, but he explained the situation with his own assumptions. The Elves' iron siege was too powerful, and he was worried about getting out of here without proper defense.

In the meantime, Peel's face seemed a little thin. In many ways, it was hard. Harun's relief, as well as the fact that they died in the Black Coffin Stage 3, or were forcibly warped here and were unexpectedly attacked by elves, made me uneasy for a day.

"What happened to you?"

Harun told me about the situation. He was surprised to learn that the two lords were servants of the Imperial Intelligence Guild, but was finally removed from the coffin by Harun's hand.

Harun, who realized that he had misunderstood his skills by looking surprised, said.

Turns out they were very tired to get through the gates properly. How else would I have killed the Wizard of the Seven Circles in the Sword Master? I went there through a secret passageway, and the two of them who barely made it through the heart coffin could barely kill themselves for being surprised by the thought of me as a ghost. "

"Hmm. Right? Am I right?"

He barely seems to admit it, but he strokes his chest as if he wasn't surprised. You seem to have been startled.

But there was room on his face. The crew has already fled the basin with the storm troopers.

"Anyway, thanks to you, our men made it out of the Treasure Basin safely. I heard from the estramorwn that a lot of people died in the Iron Fist attack."

"I just heard that, too."

"I used to think there would be chaos all over the continent, but I didn't expect it to come this fast. You heard the posture.If you'd stayed in the basin... Phew, that's awful. Anyway, I'm really glad you're with us."

Harun talks with Peel and brings three strangers to them by the press, who have finished the trench reinforcement work.

"You're all right, too, Master. Thank goodness."

"Well, I guess I'll have to hear that from you. You came back from the dead and now you know more about your Legendary Beast."

Press gave his daughter to the gale mercenary. She was very gentle with Harun. There was not much difference compared to Pierle who was giving special affection as a friend's father. Even though he was a young and small storm trooper for a long time, he did not always lose his manners as he thought that his daughter would not be ignored by others until he treated her properly.

Press succeeded in letting the crew leave the basin safely because he had contacted Piel in advance and said with a sorry face.

"Not one of our allies has passed level four, by the way."

It was actually a surprise. You've been through it yourself, but it wasn't that difficult. Harun knew that at least a few of his allies would pass through to Stage 4.

'It wasn't that difficult a gateway…..'

Harun has yet to objectively grasp his abilities.

"Oh, my God. Look at me. I have some colleagues I'd like you to meet. They're here with me. This is Navascon, the leader of the Dragontails mercenaries. He's an old friend of mine and an excellent prosecutor. And this is McCloud, a Cloud Mercenary with a reputation for empire, and this is the Mayo Mercenary's spine mail."

Pierre greets with his own eyes if he already knew, but Harun rises in amazement. All three of them were great people.

I couldn't help but be surprised by the masters of the professional mercenaries and the top 10 Imperial mercenaries.

McCloud of the Cloud Mercenaries was a man of great character, not just necessity. Although the hair was a mixture of gray hair, the muscular body and coppery face gave a strong impression.

"Greetings."

"Harun. It's an honor to meet you."

Harun greets politely. Cloud mercenaries led by McCloud were famous for their monsters and horsehunts.

"Haha! Thank you for the hospitality of the mercenary saint, New Year." I've always wanted to meet you. "

"It's still just a chick. Plenty of maps, please."

"Haha, so modest."

McCloud gladly looks to see if he likes Harun.

"I wanted to see Captain Harun, too. I've always wondered what he looked like because he praised me so much."

Maiso Mercenaries' spinal mail was typical of mercenaries' faces. It was a spinal mail full of scars, revealing intense vigor, but with deep and intense eyes.

"It's an honor to meet you."

"Hahaha! As expected, prayer is not unusual. What a young fellow. I'm here to take a moment to see what Captain Harun looks like today. I'll see you later in the mercenary guild. Let's have a good time then."

"Yes, I understand."

Having met the mercenary giants, Harun struggled not to lose his strength. I tried to be reasonable because I had nothing to do with them.

"We have work to do. Go ahead. Sure."

They hurriedly left to see the real Harun's face. I felt like I had work to do.

I heard that the first prince signed with three mercenaries, possibly including the Cloud Mercenaries and the Mason Mercenaries.

They are mercenaries who have paid 300,000 gold and entered the coffin of verification. The money was probably taken from the contract with the First Prince.

"Ew! What are you so busy with? I mean, the two mercenaries are in full service these days because of the Emperor's contract. Don't worry about Commander Harun, either."

The man standing to the left of the press smiles brightly, revealing his teeth to Harun. Nabasron with a deep crease and an incorruptible black face looked almost the same as Peel and Press.

He looked a little funny because of his front teeth falling down one by one, but he was a scary person because of scars engraved like tattoos on his face or back of his hand.

I've heard of dragon tails' reputation at the mercenary academy. A mercenary who specializes in escorting factors. He was one of the mercenaries who dreamed of entering because of the constant demand and steep commissions. I don't know how they got in here, but it is known that individual abilities are great.

"I'm familiar with the name of the Master who is always aspiring to the bosom of the mercenaries who dream of escorting them. It's an honor to meet you."

"Oops, oops. What are you talking about? You're saying all kinds of embarrassing things to an old man who's about to retire. I never imagined the new hero of mercenaries would have such a smooth tongue. I'm so glad I met you. No matter how heroic I am, don't feel bad about it because it's the privilege of dropouts."

"Oh, no. If you are a friend of Press and Pierle, you may speak freely to me. You're like family to me."

At Harun's words, Nabastron looked odd to see Pierre and Press smiling cheerfully.

"Haha! Look at these guys. It's been a while since I've been stalking around like this, but now that I'm old enough to have my eyes on my head, I've been treated like this by an open hero of the mercenary world. Looks like I raised him right."

"Oh, my gosh! Already senile?"

"I introduced you to a noble man so you could open your eyes, and you're ungrateful to me and impersonate Peel? Hey, Captain Harun. I'll cancel the introduction. Just pretend you didn't introduce yourself. But he's useless without it."

The three raised their voices to get rid of Harun. However, Harun was very envious because he could feel deep and deep affection in his furious, exaggerated face. I wish I had more of those friends. I felt sorry for myself because I was not born with a good personality or because I was not loved properly when I was young.

Harun listens to three brazen conversations and waits for a settlement before opening his mouth.

"I have something to tell you."

"What?"

The three mercenaries keep an eye on Harun with overwhelming eyes.

"Actually, I was offered a request by the Emperor himself."

"Quest?"

"What kind of quest, Captain Harun?"

Pierce and Press immediately showed strong interest. The dangerous smell of the quest in this situation is intense, but Harun's expression is not dark. Harun explained in detail the details of the quest he received from the First Emperor.

"Hmm."

Hearing that, the faces of the three mercenaries soon became serious. From what I hear, it's not a normal job. No matter how much I thought about it, it was impossible.

"I thought about it in my own way, but I don't think it's impossible. So if the three of you can help me, I'm going to accept that quest."

The three men who heard Harun's doctor looked at each other silently for a moment.

Finally, Pierre sighs heavily.

"Phew, it's always me when you ask for help. But did you really accept that it would be possible?"

There was deep concern in Pierce's voice. Even the knights and wizards of the Empire who call themselves Fly Da Long have no choice. Moreover, two-thirds of them died and are being used as shields by other colleagues.

But Harun said with a strong glance.

"It's possible."

Although he was confident, the responses of the three experienced mercenaries were skeptical. In order to persuade them, they had to first explain their plan. I had a plan that came to mind the moment I was asked by the first prince.

"Let's start with the plan that I came up with."

"Very well. Let's hear it."

The three men focused their attention on Harun, a quest that they thought was almost impossible, but Harun in front of them already has the power to complete several impossible quests. Though I expected such things and asked his opinion, their faces were already stiff.

"This place is autumn, and there's a lot of grass and shrubs growing on that pyramid mountain. Moreover, it didn't rain for a while, so the grass was dry as yellow. The pyramid mountains where the Elves are stationed are only tall grass and dying trees without any big trees."

Harun doesn't mention it there, but Nabastron's gaze intensifies.

"Do you think it could be a reconciliation?"

"Yes. Although the pyramid mountain is small and our site is a basin, it is a narrow place, so it is easy to use fire if you use the golden wind."

"What's the headwind? I don't get it."

Harun recalled a common sense he had studied when he was self-taught on Uninet.

"As you know, wind is created as the atmosphere heats up in the sun. During the day, the peaks heat up quickly, so the wind blows upward from the valley or below the basin. It's called a golden wind. At night, the wind descends from the first cold mountain peak towards the still cooler plain. It's called a breeze. In other words, we need to use their daytime relaxation right after lunch to make the fireworks."

"Hm. That was the wind. My mercenaries tend to escort me around, so I don't have much sense. But the grass is so parched, it could spread not only up there, but to us. And no matter how relaxing the time it takes, there are still people watching us."

"So we need wizards to control the wind, and mercenaries to build fireships. And most of all, we need Master Press and his Dakarin mercenaries to be good with bows."

"Well, they're wizards. Why do they need to be hurt to blow the wind and our abilities? We're Takarin. We handle bows better than the other mercenaries."

Press looked at Harun with a face that he couldn't understand.

"That's the ability. We cannot effectively shake those who form a solid faction with one single blow. Some of them deal with Water Spirits and Earth Spirits, so you can easily catch fire or stop them. Therefore, there must be a first wave to start at the foot of the mountain followed by additional fireworks at or near the summit."

"Hmm. I think I understand the meaning of the Conflict, but I still don't know what to do with our mercenaries. If you're telling us to attack Dark Elves with arrows, give up." Not many people brought bows. Everyone left their bows and arrows with the rest of the crew except for a few of us. "

Nabastron raises another issue in the words of Press.

"Will our wizards be able to do magic like fireballs around the elves' eyes? They sense Mana's flow like a ghost."

"That's not it. The Master with the bow and the Takarin Mercenaries will be in charge of the 2nd Fireworks. If you put this on the arrow at the right interval, it will drop to the ground and cause a lot of flame."

"What's that, Captain Harun? It looks like a potion bottle."

Not only did Nabasron ask, but Pierre and Press also saw Harun's vassal as a bit of a mess.

"This item is called the Flame Bottle. It's a small bottle, but once it falls, it's a five-meter radius that's caught on fire for about two minutes."

"Oh! The Flame Disease? You had something like this? Let's have a look."

The three of them looked surprised to see the Flame Bottle from Harun. Items like this have never been heard of. But now I was able to outline exactly how to spread the hatch.

"Hurrah! Such a small thing could unleash such dreadful power. Then the flames will spread at an incredible rate."

"Hmm. This should be worth it. How many you got, boss?"

Harun thought about what he had already made and how much he had in his temporary leather pouch.

"It's about forty already made, but it's got all the ingredients, so it should be about 200 by the end of it. So we can use about 40 of them in one direction. If our wizards control the fires well, then the dry grass and shrubs won't be able to control the Elves on their own. There are over 4,000 people out there, but almost all of them are capable, so if we stop them for about 10 minutes, we can get out of here. Will the grass and trees of these five surrounding pyramids not burn that much?"

"Of course. Hahaha, that's hot!"

Nabasron smiles as if he was trying to take away his worries and worries.

"The problem is not the attack, but the safe escape."

The press was a little brighter than at first. Of course, there were still concerns. There was a bigger problem.

"I see. With their ability, even if we attack the Flame Plague further, it won't be long before they figure out a way." "

Nabastron was also worried about what Peel said.

"That's right. Yo-Yo's a time fight, and since we're the last ones out, there's no escaping the danger. If we don't, everyone else will escape and we'll be left to be slaughtered by angry Dark Elves."

The three of them were momentarily cornered with a serious face. Soon after, Pierce said with a determined expression.

"Since there's no way around it, and I've figured out a way for Captain Harun to use it, shouldn't the quest be more likely to succeed with our lives? The way I see it, I might be forced to attract the attention of the Elves later even if I don't do it now. If you're going to do it, you'd better do it right. Great! If Commander Harun was going to do it anyway, we were going to follow him, so we don't have to worry anymore. We're gonna do the Abyss. You're not taking us to the Holy See, where you bought us."

What he now believed was only Harun's confidence. I thought it would be a good idea for Harun to go on an adventure with the ability of the Demon Orcs to enter and enter the Hukran Mountains like a house.

"Fine. I'll do it. I don't give a shit. The wind and the press are the same. The name of the Empire's top ten mercenaries is not a gamble."

Press's face was more comfortable than Pierce's. Harun, who is also a widow, moved his mind to believe that he would not ask for an impossible quest without thinking otherwise. He was also strongly convinced of what Peel had said. Noble people, the nobles there, are just as insignificant mercenaries as their shields.

"It's been a while since I've seen one of these things grow so big. Hahaha! Okay, great! I'll do it. I can't go back to being a dungeon or a validation coffin or a dog that I'm so pissed off about."

Navascron also made a firm decision. Even though I was part of the decision that I would be forced to get into later situations, I wanted to believe Harun's brilliant idea. No matter how much I thought about it, I thought of laying eggs on the rock, but I was somewhat excited to hear that two old friends and trusted their abilities would do it, and I also wondered how Harun handled an impossible quest.

"Thank you. You will succeed."

Even for three, Harun could not express his anxiety. The moment I decided that I would definitely do it, everything I was anxious about disappeared.

'No matter what others say, I won't consider it impossible until I try it myself.'

Harun was relieved. Not because three people would accept the request, but because I thought I could do it myself.

The four men who decided to accept the Crown Prince's request, face-to-face, devised a plan. The escape route was defined as a path between the Pyramid Mountains towards those who naturally occupied the Treasure Basin.

"The key is to neutralize the firepower of herded enemies on the escape route and how well to stop the attack from taking place in the other four directions."

That was the point of the quest. Their escape should occur at the same time as controlling the enemy's behavior until others escape from this warp area.

"The question is, how long have the Elves been fighting our ships, and how many of our mercenaries are capable of stopping their attacks and escaping this place?" "

Harun's words give Pier a serious look. The press was no different from Pierce's. The same was true of Avazron, the master of the Dragontails. It was very difficult for the knights and wizards to escape with so few mercenaries under attack by the wrath of the dark elves.

“We need to check our power first. ”

Harun replied from Pier.

“Our Abyss is forty-five. There are three wizards.”

“There are 90 of us. The Wizard is seven.”

“The Dragontails are 100, including thirty-seven wizards. ”

Considering you're here in the Validation coffin, this number of mercenaries should be nearly Class 1 or Epic. A mercenary of that grade would be helpful enough to have skills above the minimum Expert Intermediate level. I thought the number was too short, but I couldn't help it. It was fortunate that a large group of dragon tails mercenaries had entered the coffin of a hundred verifiers.

It was a surprise that the Dragontails mercenaries had entered the Validation coffin. I later found out, but I asked for a relatively weak party of eight princes in return for leading me to the land of silence. For this reason, it seems that there are not many mercenaries who entered the Crown Prince's camp.

“That makes 246 of me. ”

Harun thought for a moment.

"Glad to see the Dragon Tails have joined us. ’

Usually, the percentage of wizards in mercenaries is no more than two halves. In order to successfully execute Harun's plan, the existence of a wizard capable of wizarding the Wind family was essential. In that regard, it was encouraging to join the Dragon Tails, a wizard with nearly four halves.

‘However, since we don't have enough Wizards, let's find some useful talent among the Gentiles. ’

The three old soldiers watched as Harun thought so. It was a gust of wind after all. They knew they had a lot of experience, but they lacked creativity and drive. I liked to leave it to Harun, who is young and talented. Moreover, he was the one who raised the rank of the mercenaries at once.

‘The problem is arrows and magic attacks coming from all four directions. Spirit Magic. This place is within the boundary. It may be weakened somewhat, but it's a problem with arrow attacks. ’

There should be effective means of stopping the arrow attack during the operation or retreat.

“First and foremost, a way for us to get out of here safely. ”

At Harun's words, the three men kept silent, looking each other in the eye.

‘Dammit! I have no idea if my head is hard or if I haven't had a proper request for a while. ’

Peel sighed and turned his gaze to someone else, grumbling that he had lost his senses in the field because he had not been asked to work at the Guild HQ. But Pres and Navarron, who were on the scene, only blinked their eyes to see if it was similar to their own.

Seeing Pierce about to groan, press quickly put his index finger on his lips. I saw Harun thinking of something.

The three of them fixed their gaze on Harun. As Harun's expression changed to a visual angle, the hearts of the three people rapidly changed.

At last, Nabastron, unable to endure his restlessness, was about to open his mouth, and elasticity poured out of Harun's mouth.

“Ah!”

Three pairs of eyes are drawn to Harun, the elasticist. Their eyes were filled with intense expectations.

“Excuse me for a moment. ”

He realized that he had something that might prevent an Iron Fist attack. After seeking understanding from the three, Harun opened the subspace in a corner of the broken trench where there were no people.

“Sub-space open! ”

Harun picks up the Iron Snake's hide from the subspace. Huge leather, over 8 meters wide and over 40 meters long. Harun's eyes glaze at the hide. A durable and hard hide that can't be cut easily with Mana's sword, even though the iron scepter used by the Elves is powerful.

The three of them quickly found out that Harun was carrying a leather in his arms. But I didn't know what kind of things it was.

“Well, what kind of hide is that? ”

The three mercenaries rush in looking at Harun's enormous hide. They touch Harun's unfolded hide with their hands.

“What kind of leather is this thick and tough? ”

“Hook is a special Iron Snake hide found in the gem mines. With this hide, we don't know about Spirit Magic, but we should be able to stop the Dark Elves from breaking free to some extent. ”

At Harun's words, the three of them look surprised.

“I'm familiar with Iron Snake. What about this? ”

Press and Pierce could not easily believe that this huge hide was the hide of the Iron Snake. Knowing that he was only 15 meters long, the biggest thing they knew.

“I think it looks right.... ”

Peel shakes the Federation spider and examines the hide, knowing that Harun won't give a crap.

Harun had no intention of convincing people that this was the hide of the Iron Snake. It doesn't matter if this hide can stop the Dark Elves from breaking free.

“Let's take the test first. I'm going to stretch the leather, so somebody's going to have to shoot the arrow. ”

“I'll do it! ”

Press stepped forward. He taught Donnes, also known as the palace, how to use his bow. At least he's as good as the Elves. He bent a tall metal rod that used to hold it like a rod and hung a string of tendons from both sides of the ogre to make a huge bow. He pulled out some of the iron bars on the floor and hung them in protest.

Halting about 10 meters along the trench, Harun covers his face with both hands.

“Are you all right?”

Concerns crossed with anxiety in the eyes of Press, who was about to blow the iron rod with a special palace with a strong elasticity just 10 meters away. If you shoot at this distance without injecting Mana, you will pierce through the rocks.

“Don't worry. You won't get hurt even if it's pierced. ”

I was confident. I was going to summon Wisyne anyway and put the Wind Shield on my whole body.

“If the iron scepter I blew off in that street can't pierce the hide, the Dark Elves' iron scepter will definitely have a way to stop it. ”

“I'm sure you will. ”

The mercenaries opened their eyes and watched the archery demonstration. I think I've found a way to deal with the Elves, but I can't say it's absurd, so I turned to press and Harun in an uneasy way.

“I don't know what that hide is, but it's hopeless. I'm no one else, but a fly to my Master's Grand Bow... ”

“Let's wait and see. If it's Commander Harun, there must be something. ”

The mercenaries watched the situation as Najjik grumbled.

Harun summons Wisyne and wraps himself around the Wind Shield. I had to reveal the Wind Shield on purpose for those who were anxious.

After hearing the words of those surprised that the shield made by the whirlwind was created right in front of Harun's body, press loosened his stiff face.

‘Why do you keep forgetting that Captain Harun is a spirit. He's not going anywhere without a plan. ’

Now that I'm relieved of my worries, it's time to blow the iron rod. It's been a long time since I held a bow. The tension of the protest raises the sensation to its fullest, feeling the pressure moderately pressing against the right cheek.

Paan!

With a powerful wave, the iron bars flew. From the feel of the press, at least 500 meters will fly. Everything in between was impenetrable.

Tearing!

Chulshi flies at a fierce speed, bouncing off the moment Harun collides with the leather stretching out his hands high. It was at the moment that we saw how well the Iron Snake's hide was guarded.

“Wow!"

“The iron scepter couldn't pierce the hide. ”

“No, it's got a tentacle, but it can't penetrate any further. ”

Hearing the sound of people's words, Press's eyes were staring at the leather that was barely traceable. He, the father of the palace, couldn't believe that the arrows he shot at the rail road could not pierce the hide, nor could he clearly leave any trace of it.

I can't believe it! If it was just a blown iron, it could pierce rocks with a little lie. “

Even though he said he didn't inject Mana, the press was confident that anything could be pierced that far.

“Commander Harun, may I go one more time? ”

“Yes, one more time. ”

Harun's faithful words seemed somewhat resentful at this moment. I even felt like I was ignoring my archery skills. So the press stopped making mistakes.

“Huff! Come! ”

“Oh no! That would be dangerous. ”

“Master Press, calm down! ”

I didn't hear any of the people around me. A flame flashes from Press's eyes, staring at the place where the arrowhead was stuck. I focused my mind on one point and put all my strength into bows, demonstrations, and on iron.

Slug!

The porosity to process has burst as well. It wasn't flying like a fish, but it was too close, so the width of the fish was extremely narrow and the power was maximized. The light orange error made the flying iron look fantastic.

However, unlike my expectations, Chelsea made a ridiculous noise.

Tiik!

The same goes for this time. No, the beam of iron iron fills a little deeper, and moments later, it falls to the ground. If I had two fingers full of sticks, I'd be a little better.

“Oh, my! It could be like this. I can't believe there's a hide the Arrow can't pierce. ”

Press finally drops the palace to its knees. If this is the distance he's trying to fly, the rock is actually not a problem. But leather endures it.

“The interior structure of this leather is unusual, I think. I don't know what I'm cutting, but the impact of one thing seems to be avoiding almost no problem. ”

As expected. Their hides are probably almost identical in structure to the real Hark hides. A multigrain leather that can be cut with a machete made of layers of skin, but rarely harms firearms fired by stabbing, rotational force, or gunpowder.

“Hahaha! Then we can certainly save our lives. ”

“That's right! With these hides, we won't be able to stop the Dark Elves from launching a siege." Captain Harun had the proper protection. I was worried about how you accepted this tremendous quest, but there was a reason for it. ”

The press felt devastated and a bit unfair, and it became a bright face after hearing the conversation between Pierle and Navarron. He was convinced that his arrows were not weak, but that leather was a problem, and that made the lives of mercenaries longer.

With a leather this size, you might be able to shrug it against your shoulders and reduce the width as much as possible. Well, if you can't fit them all in, the rest of you have to wear as much defense gear as you can.

“Tell me what Captain Harun thinks. I'll follow you. I can't think of anything because I'm too old. ”

Press said seriously that he had now surrendered.

“Hahaha! So am I. Tell me the plan, I'll do what you think. ”

“At least we're sure we won't be killed by the elven arrows, so we'll be on our way as well, Commander Harun. ”

I surrendered to Harun completely as if it were press even to Pierre and Navasron.

Harun took the advice of three men and completed the plan with one stone. Specific details such as manpower and time distribution are those of three seasoned old mercenaries.

After some planning, confidence came to mind in your face. Plans were drawn smoothly in everyone's heads.

At first, I thought it was impossible, but Harun put flesh and muscle on the skeleton, and a brilliant and ingenious plan was completed. It wouldn't have been so difficult if mercenaries had done their job quickly and accurately.

“The important thing is to do your job properly. ”

“Yes. That should minimize the damage and get us out of here." ”

Harun's words make Peel and Press feel relieved.

“Hearing Harun's words, my heart was fading. That's a brilliant plan. Commander Harun, I can see now why you call your blue friend a hero of the mercenary world. I, Navarro, am very fond of you. Hahaha!”

Navascon has blown the whistle.

It wasn't just the four of them who opened their faces. When they approached, mercenaries belonging to the top mercenaries of each mercenary group came close.

“And about the commission, ”

When money was mentioned, the three men and the mercenaries around them showed great interest. Harun speaks carefully. I wanted to do my best because I believed in a human being who I was before the payment.

“How good can it be? ”

In Harun's question, the three of them looked each other in the eye and were embarrassed.

“Hmm. This is a situation like this, so it would be an extraordinary quest. But since the deadline is short, shouldn't you accept up to 500 gold coins for half the amount? ”

The Mercenary Guild implicitly determines the remuneration of each grade quest. Harun didn't know the details, but he listened to Pierce. He seems to have about 1,000 gold quests.

“That's usually the case. Now that we are in the same position and they are noble servants, I don't know if I can accept that. ”

“That's exactly what Press said. It won't be easy to calculate the money. ”

In a cute way, Pres and Nabasron were in a negative position to hear what Pierle had to say. If it were the same at other times, we could force the noble princes and nobles to operate with authority and intimidation, even if they were in the same place.

“How about 1,000 gold a head, I think? ”

I didn't know how much to call, so I called the amount. I wanted to give more, but that wasn't the best idea. The general reward for an Epic quest is 1,000 gold, so you'd better keep up.

“1,000 gold? Really? Are you sure you can get that kind of reward? ”

Peel opens his eyes wide to check the amount and whether he received it. Harun confirmed that he could be satisfied enough by Pierce's words, but he was anxious about the reaction. He was worried that he had called too weak. You might have heard that Najüenge called too little when he found out that the total quest payment was 1 million gold.

“Yes. Considering the seriousness and danger of the quest, I think we should take it. ”

“Hurrah!"

The three stretchers clenched their fists. My eyes became more intense and I remembered a happy smile on my mouth.

“Great!”

“Fantastic!”

“Such a big barrel. ”

Harun was relieved of the reaction of the three people who showed satisfaction.

In fact, even first-class mercenaries earn 1,000 gold in a year. Mercenaries usually spend more than six on imports. You are responsible for weapons and equipment, so that's how much money a mercenary makes in half a year or a year.

As a mercenary, a lot of money comes in at once. Even if you treat the contract as a special quest and give a third of the compensation as a bonus, you can get the other half for the mercenaries.

“Just do it. I don't care if you take it anymore with your smithing abilities. ”

Nabastron smiles with a satisfied face. Harun realizes that they do not know that the reward amount for this quest has already been determined.

“Hahaha! Of course. Ah, maybe our Commander Harun will really take more. ”

Pierel felt so good that he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Of course, I'm prepared to make some sacrifices, but once the quest payment arrives, the mercenary's finances will improve greatly.

Pierce needed a lot of money. In a short period of time, it takes a lot of money, including recruitment funds, to grow as a mercenary. No matter how good an individual is, he decided to go on an adventure because it's a current mercenary atmosphere that requires a large amount of quests.

Pres and Navascon were also satisfied. It is fortunate that you have the opportunity to come all the way here and leave without taking anything.

Harun now wonders what kind of plans Harun has to take care of the Elves in the direction of the escape route, but he's not worried. He will do his duty no matter what. The more I heard his story, the more convinced I began to feel. A light of faith was emerging in the eyes of the mercenaries heading towards Harun.

“Now let's discuss the details. The most important thing in this plan is that everyone keeps track of their time and behavior. If you're late or poor in any of them, the whole picture gets skewed. They're talented enough to come here, so you should know that. Now, first of all, Master Pierre... ”

Harun and the three mercenary captains coordinated the plan by bringing in the Federation's key players. It was fortunate that the view was clear, as the time during the day and the basin was narrow. It's very difficult to keep track of time at night.

In the meantime, new participants have emerged. Unexpectedly, the current KOM Guild participated in this quest. It can't be because of the money, so the personal opinion of tax collectors only worked. As Harun, who wanted to borrow a cat's hand, he was only grateful for the goodwill of the Currents.

The plan was becoming increasingly dense with the participation of many people.