Feng Chou left the Ogre Encampment, bypassed the Jackalan camp in the east, crossed the mountain ridge, and returned to the plains in the east.
After speeding up and leaving the forest, Feng Chou returned to Claire.
Seeing that Feng Chou returned empty-handed, the people of Claire seemed a little disappointed, and the squire's words were full of sarcasm.
Feng Chou did not have time to talk nonsense with them. He told them, "You can farm as usual. The Jackalans' nest is far from here, at least 30 kilometers away from here, on the west side of the mountain ridge on the east side of Avon Lake. You don't have to worry at all. They just followed their prey while hunting and came to the forest over there. But it's a very large Jackalan tribe, with dozens of Jackalans. I will report all of this to the mercenary union."
With that, he mounted his horse and quickly left, leaving behind the people of Claire's territory who were in a dilemma.
Feng Chou was in such a hurry because it was already afternoon. If he did not hurry, he would not be able to return to Antalya before dark.
Feng Chou once again used the Qiankun Pagoda to change horses and returned to Antalya before dark.
Because the mercenary union had already closed, Feng Chou directly returned to his newly rented house.
That night, Feng Chou secretly brought a senior guard of the Bruce Chamber of Commerce, who was sleeping next to him, into the Qiankun Pagoda.
However, what Feng Chou did not know was that while he was stealing the secrets of the Bruce Chamber of Commerce's guards, his secrets were also being dug out.
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Antalya City was more than 80 kilometers away from Gabriel City. Even if one took a boat along the Antalya River, it would still take more than half a day.
Therefore, the cargo ships that departed from Antalya would leave before nine o 'clock in the morning.
When President Algernon of the Mercenary Guild gave the order to investigate Feng Chou, it was already past nine o 'clock. Therefore, the investigators sent by the Mercenary Guild only left on a cargo ship the next morning.
When the investigator of the Antalya Mercenary Guild, Armand, disembarked from the ship at the pier of Gabriel City, it was already three in the afternoon.
Yalman was a veteran mercenary who once had his own mercenary group. His credit rating was as high as Level 7.
Three years ago, after his 45th birthday, he announced his retirement and handed over the mercenary team to his assistant.
After retiring, Yalman accepted the mercenary guild's invitation to work in the guild's investigation department.
The work of the investigation department was relatively easy. Usually, there was nothing to do, and there was no need for employees to come to work every day. Only when there were some troublesome matters would these experienced mercenaries be used.
Not only did the investigators of the Investigation Department receive a generous salary, they would also receive a bonus every time they completed an investigation. They were the envy of all the mercenaries.
Unfortunately, only elite mercenaries with good credit were lucky enough to enter the guild's investigation department.
Yalman's Profession Level was not very high. He was only a Level 7 Warrior and a Level 4 Rogue. He was able to enter the investigation department mainly because of his outstanding negotiation skills and accurate judgment.
Therefore, the investigation tasks that Yalman received were rarely related to combat.
Despite this, Yalman still felt that he had been overqualified this time.
Looking at the busy pier, a look of nostalgia flashed across Yalman's eyes. Although he had dreamed of becoming an investigator of the Mercenary Guild since the day he joined the mercenaries, when he really obtained this lucrative job and stayed at home all day, he felt uncomfortable all over.
Looking at the lively mercenaries on the docks in groups of three to five, telling dirty jokes and letting out unbridled laughter as they walked towards Gabriel City with their arms around each other's shoulders, he could even imagine that these mercenaries would exchange their hard-earned money for alcohol, or throw it on the gambling table, or throw it on the bellies of prostitutes. Tomorrow, they would wake up clean and go back to work again to earn more money …
Looking at this group of people, Yalman could not help but sigh.
Yalman looked at the mercenaries and sighed. The mercenaries looked at Yalman and could not help but sigh.
Yalman was wearing a shiny medium-sized armor, and even every ring on the mail armor exuded a thick light unique to black steel. Outside his armor was a white overcoat with a red axe and shield pattern, and behind him was a red cloak with a white feathered helmet pattern. This overcoat and cloak were the symbols of the Mercenary Guild. It was not difficult to tell that this sad and decadent middle-aged man was an investigator of the Mercenary Guild.
Some of the older mercenaries even knew Yalman's name.
When they looked at Yalman, their sighs were filled with envy and awe.
Yalman casually walked into Gabriel City.
The most prosperous place in Gabriel City was the South City, where most of Gabriel's taverns, hotels, restaurants, casinos, and various entertainment venues were concentrated.
Apart from the South City District, the East City District was also Gabriel's business district. Apart from the taverns and entertainment venues, this was where most of the shops in Gabriel City gathered. Most of the large merchant guilds were also stationed here.
The North City District was the noble district of Gabriel City, while the West City District was the commoner district.
Gabriel City's mercenary guild branch was located at the border between the South City and East City.
Yalman ate at a famous restaurant in the South City District, and then slowly made his way here before the Mercenary Guild closed for the day.
He walked into the guild and revealed his identity, and was immediately invited to the second floor of the guild.
The structure of this branch was similar to that of the headquarters. It also had a building for mercenaries in the front, a smaller shrine in the back, and two courtyards on both sides. One was the dormitory and training ground for the guild's employees, while the other was the guild's warehouse.
The branch's building for mercenaries was a bit smaller, with only two floors. Yalman met the branch's chairman on the second floor.
The branch's chairman was a middle-aged man in his late fifties. His name was Bennett. He received the investigation order from the headquarters' chairman, Algernon. After reading it, he looked a bit confused. It was just an investigation of a level-six knight with no background. Was there a need to send an investigator?
Yalman shrugged in response to Bennett's doubtful gaze, indicating that he was also at a loss.
In fact, according to President Algernon's original orders, his secretary would probably have sent only an ordinary clerk.
However, when President Algernon found out what had happened at the testing field yesterday, he immediately changed his order. He asked his secretary to issue an investigation order and send an investigator to show that he cared about the matter.
As the chairman, Algernon knew the difference between a Steel Soul Style warrior and a normal warrior. Although Duncan was only a level-ten intermediate warrior, his combat strength was not inferior to a normal high-ranking warrior.
Gavin was only a Level-6 Warrior, yet he was able to defeat a Steel Soul Style Warrior who was known for his techniques. It was shocking that he was able to master the White Raven Sword Art to such an extent. Even some high-grade Warriors couldn't use the full form of the White Raven Sword Art!
The Mercenary Guild was backed by the Church of the Lord of War, and the Steel Soul Style was one of the core forces of the church.
Steel Soul Style warriors were the only type of warriors who could go head to head with mages.
However, although the Steel Soul Style was powerful, it was extremely difficult to train. Only a very small number of extremely talented people could successfully become Steel Soul Style warriors, and those who could reach a high level were even rarer.
Therefore, the Church of the Lord of War used the power of the Mercenary Guild to search the world for geniuses who could become Steel Soul Style warriors.