Chapter 281: The inside story of the Mercenary Group

Home, a name full of warmth and happiness. When wandering around the world, shed tears in her tears when she thought about home. The soldiers on the battlefield would have the courage to fight against death when they thought about home. When the businessmen who were traveling far away always seemed to be home. No matter how wonderful the world outside was, they were not as warm as home. However, after entering the house, their performance seemed very different. Niya forgot that she was a master, and she rushed to her room alone, locking the door. No one knew what she was doing inside. After that, Niya did not have supper and walked quietly in the back garden, round after circle. Her personality was originally outgoing, but now she became like a philosopher who pondered the principles of life.

Chris Ding went to the magic lab. The laboratory was an indispensable place for magicians to improve their understanding and elemental mastery, but when they escaped, they could not find the magic lab at all. Chris Ding had been waiting for this day for a long time. Compared with the past, Thor's home had some new guards, especially the magic lab, which seemed even more vigilant, but the servants were still old. After Thor came back, the dismissed servants had returned one after another. Under their introduction, Chris Ding entered his own world unimpededly.

Susanna was in a low mood, and she said she was uncomfortable and walked into the room to rest early. This was Thor's home, Niya's home, but not her Susanna's home. She felt affectionate when she was moved. Susanna remembered her past, and it was normal for her to be in a low mood. Logically speaking, An Fei should know what Susanna was thinking and should take the initiative to comfort Susanna, but at this moment An Fei sat quietly on the main building, his eyes pouring into the deep night sky.

He also has his own home and a world he misses, but the village chief of that small countryside is not called bin Laden. Although he has no concern in that world, and all he has left is fear and hatred, none of these can affect his nostalgia.

An Fei never smokes, but now he really wants to smoke one. There are thousands of stars in the sky. Where is his hometown? Or, the location is now in a parallel space, and studying those stars is boring and useless.

"Ernest. Why do you reject Thor's invitation? You know, doing so may upset His Majesty Jurande." Buzureano's voice came from below.

"I just don't want to go, so there is no question of refusing." Ernest said slowly.

"You, Ernest, your temper is always so bad. I think that other kings in the world will not tolerate you except His Majesty Jurande." Buzureano's voice was quite loud. An Fei upstairs could hear it, and the guards passing through the grass could also hear it.

An Fei smiled. He understood what kind of information Buzureano was expressing, but at this moment, a feeling of fatigue and boredom rose from An Fei's heart. He closed his eyes and took a breath slowly. In another world, An Fei's most feared thing is not the truth or false information or the strength of his opponent, but psychological conditions. The former can also be resolved with experience and strength, while the latter causes harm that is difficult for the parties involved to detect. Therefore, An Fei is not only a secret guest of three senior and famous psychologists in the world, but also read books on psychology.

People always feel tired, there are periods of fatigue in love, periods of fatigue in career, and even when playing games, there are times when they never want to open the familiar game interface again. An Fei once had a life of discouragement, but he soon struggled out of that emotion.

At this moment, An Fei was tired of the intrigue now. He had not been easy these days. Neither Buzureano nor Slamberge were pure people who could be easily understood. Their every move was profound, and they could only be free to deal with it if they understood. If they did not understand, they would suffer. But now he was about to see Juland. He would take a decisive step, and he would not have such fatigued emotions no matter what.

Fatigue is normal. But it is also pathological, deformed, natural and survival of the fittest. The words "Fighting spirit and vitality" are the essential basic qualities for human beings to become the master of nature. Without these two things, even the most powerful master will slowly sink. It is precisely because of this understanding that An Fei has always looked down on Buddhism's view of life. India is the birthplace of Buddhism, and Shakyamuni's disciples cannot survive there. As for their ability to create a prosperous life in the East, it is just because the rulers of the upper class need to corrupt the bloodline of the people.

When An Fei opened his eyes again, the starry sky was still the same starry sky, but in An Fei's eyes, it was no longer so deep and mysterious. From a visual perspective, the stars were just a group of faint light spots, nothing big of a deal. The starry sky did not change, what changed was An Fei's mood. The truly wonderful world was under the starry sky, not in the starry sky.

"You seem to have something to worry about?" Ernest's voice came from behind.

"It's gone now." An Fei smiled.

"Do you miss home?"

“This is my home.”

"It's good that you can think of it."

"It seems that everyone can't sleep now." An Fei changed the subject, and Niya's figure walked into his eyes. The girl had been wandering around the back garden for countless times, but she was not tired of walking.

"You are all very young, understandable." Ernest smiled: "If it were me, I would have slept now, and I would have slept very well."

"By the way, Uncle Ernest, have you experienced it in the Mercenary Kingdom?"

"I..." Ernest's voice elongated, and his eyes showed a look of memories.

"Of course, and Lord Ernest has a loud nickname." Entos's voice sounded.

"Oh? What's the nickname?" An Fei suddenly became interested.

"Cough..." Ernest suddenly coughed dryly.

"In the past, Lord Ernest liked to stand up when he was young." Entos carefully retreated behind An Fei: "If you have something to do, rush out and tell others, first ask if the sword in my hand agrees, so..."

"Shut your mouth!" Ernest shouted.

"Actually, even if I don't say it, An Fei and the others will know." Entos shrugged: "An Fei, have you never mentioned Lord Ernest in the mercenary country?"

"No." An Fei shook his head. At that time, they were too late to keep a low profile. How could they keep the name of a peak powerful man on their lips?

"What a pity, so a pity..." Entos sighed: "You have missed something very wonderful."

An Fei looked at Ernest with a smile. He really didn't expect that Ernest was such a reckless person when he was young.

"Entus, what are you doing?" Ernest said angrily.

In fact, Ernest and Entos are only seven or eight years apart. When Ernest left the country of Mercenary, the young Entos had just embarked on his journey of training. Entos had heard too much about Ernest's rumors.

"I just learned that something happened in the Mercenary Country, which made me very happy, so I wanted to come out and talk to someone." Entos smiled.

"What's up?"

"Anthony led the Glory Mercenary Group and the Taor Tiger Mercenary Group to start fighting." Entos's smile looked very treacherous, and his beard was also raised, like a big treacherous minister.

"What about the Brothers Alliance and the Fenglei Mercenary Group?" An Fei knew that Entos was the second in command of the Brothers Alliance Mercenary Group, and he would definitely know some insider information.

"This is an affair between Anthony and Mouritao. What does it have to do with us? Let's watch the fun."

An Fei was stunned: "But..." From the response of Muritao and Hodgebili, An Fei realized that the couple wanted to drag other mercenaries into the war, but the bait they threw was difficult to refuse. Instead of four mercenaries to divide the cake, it would be better to unite to destroy the Glory Mercenary Group with great loss of strength. Who doesn't want to maximize the benefits? The announcement of the Brothers Alliance Mercenary Group and the Fenglei Mercenary Group later also meant that they had to take action. An Fei did not expect that Entos wanted to sit in the mountains and watch the tiger fight.

"Is it strange? It's not strange." Entos laughed: "An Fei, what kind of people do you think Mouritao and Hodgebili are?"

"They... are very courageous and very strong leaders." An Fei didn't know Muritao and Hodgebili, so he could only say so much.

"Why is the Taor Tiger Mercenary Group always ranked fourth?"

"this……"

"Muritao always acts stupid in front of others. Who do he think he can deceive?" Entos sneered: "Who is Hodgebili? To put it bluntly, she is just an elf, a slave who serves his master with beauty. Can she make such a loud noise in the mercenary country? Can she do it without Muritao's strong support? Moreover, Hodgebili's initial reform measures were extremely proper, eradicating the bad habits of the Ta'ao Tiger Mercenary Group over the years. A female slave could not understand the inside story of the mercenary group so quickly. The so-called innovations are actually Muritao's idea!"

An Fei was already a little stunned.

"But no matter how hard Mouritao tried, their mercenary group was always ranked fourth, which shows that others were not stupider than him." Entos said slowly: "I cannot deny that Hodgebili is indeed a capable elf and has gained a lot of reputation in the mercenary country. But in times of crisis, it depends on fists rather than reputation. The sword in Anthony's hand is enough to turn Hodgebili's reputation and Muritao's great wisdom into dust of history."

"There are too many mercenary groups... It's better to turn into two mercenary groups in the end. I guess the guys from the Fenglei Mercenary Group think the same way."
Chapter completed!