"..." The entire Aurizhe Mountains seemed to have quieted down...

Dean was a little stupid...

The sword saint looked at Lin Yun with a dazed look on his face. Even the frost wolf chasing behind him seemed to have forgotten. It took ten seconds before he slowly realized what the young mage had just said...

Then, Dean's face began to turn from white to red, from red to purple, and finally from purple to green...

However, Dean was able to join the ranks of Sword Saints at this age and cultivate and character, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary people. When he was almost out of anger, the Sword Saint took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that was about to burst back.

Because Dean felt that he was a sword saint and had a lack of identity as a low-level magician.

Besides, in such a battle, it is actually meaningless to be willing to help a low-level magician. This time, he risked being chased by the wolf king and forced out his fighting spirit to come over. The one who wants to win over is not the magician of this level at all.

What I really want to win over is that orc...

Before, although I had been fighting with the Wolf King, I had been paying close attention to the two people who suddenly appeared on the battlefield.

How could it be impossible to see with his own swordsman level? At least 90% of the credits were attributed to the orc.

The combat power is so terrifying...

At present, it seems that the level of this orc is at most a level of a fifth-level swordsman, but the combat power it explodes is close to that of the Sword Saint. Especially in such a large-scale battle, the orc's natural power is infinitely magnified. When he held the terrifying weapon in both hands, the destruction he could cause was still above his sword Saint...

This is simply a subordinate that every mercenary leader longs for. He is fearless and braver as he fights. If there is such a subordinate in a large-scale battle, it can be said that he has won half of the battle before the battle begins.

The reason why Dean forced his fighting spirit to chase after him was that he really wanted to win over was this orc.

Originally, Dean wanted to take a gentle approach...

Because Dean could see that this orc could be said to be obedient to the young mage beside him, and obviously the relationship was not ordinary, so Dean thought to pull them into this battle first, and after everyone had a friendship to fight side by side, he would slowly persuade them to join the Templar Mercenary Group.

As for joining the Templar Mercenary Group...

The orcs must be given priority. Dean has even thought about it. When he goes back, he will persuade the orcs to give the orcs a position as deputy commander and tie him firmly to the Templar Mercenary Group. Of course, it is not easy for the young mage to throw it away at will. After all, we have to consider the relationship between him and the orcs, or give him an elite team to lead him?

Originally, Dean had already arranged...

But unexpectedly, after coming here, I realized that the development of things was completely wrong...

The young mage didn't know what medicine was wrong, and he refused his request to join the battle as soon as he spoke. Didn't he know how rare it was to open a mercenary group of the Templar level to join the battle?

Didn’t he know that once he joined the battle, it would mean that he would gain friendship with the Templar Mercenary Group?

This is really not Dean bragging about himself...

Why doesn't this young mage look down on it?

It's okay if you don't like it, but the key is that you're even rude, which makes Dean a little angry...

What does it mean to "take your bird away from here"...

Forget it, Dean took a deep breath and suppressed the already aroused anger. He was a swordsman, what should he care about with a junior?

"My orc, your previous wonderful battle has won my respect. I want to introduce myself. My name is Dean, the first deputy commander of the Templar Mercenary Group..." Speaking of this, Dean paused for a moment before continuing: "Now, I formally represent the Templar Mercenary Group and invite you to join. I wonder what you think?"

After Dean came, the dragon-blooded orc had been gloating. This guy's bird disturbed Lord Merlin's plan, and he didn't know what luck was going to be...

As a result, while waiting there to watch the show, I suddenly heard that this guy who seemed to be in trouble soon actually invited himself to join the Templar Mercenary Group.

The dragon blood orc's brain was a little short of enough...

"ah?"

"Orc friend, you can rest assured that your identity as a Dark Flame Orc may be a huge trouble for others, but it is nothing to the Templar Mercenary Group..." Seeing that he was off duty, he looked confused. Dean thought the other party was afraid of his identity being exposed, so he smiled confidently: "Looking at the entire Auckland, no one dared to offend the Templar Mercenary Group because of a Dark Flame Orc."

"..." At this time, the dragon blood orc finally understood...

In an instant, a horror expression appeared on the face of the dragon-blooded orc. He looked at Dean as if he was looking at a monster...

Going crazy...

Is this person crazy?

Didn’t he know that a circular lightning just now was already trying to death, disrupting Lord Meilin’s plan, and looking back, he didn’t know how to retaliate. Now he still dares...and dares to dig out Lord Meilin’s corner!

There is nothing more blatant than this!

In front of Lord Merlin, I invited myself to join the Templar Mercenary Group!

I was a little bad when I was off work. My eyes looked at Dean in shock and sympathy. I really didn't know what to say for a moment...

At this time, I really want to tell this sword saint when I leave for work, so that you can close your mouth quickly. Don’t just get the corner of the wall and instead lure Seodus out...

Unfortunately, Dean didn't know what he was thinking about when he was off duty...

The swordsman looked shocked when he looked off duty, and thought he was frightened by the huge forces of the Templar Mercenary Group.

Just be scared...

"My orc, I believe you should have heard of it. There are seven deputy commanders under the command of the Templar Mercenary Group. Now I can guarantee you that as long as you are willing to join, you can immediately become the eighth deputy commander!"

After Dean said this, he stopped saying anything because he felt that he would give this orc some time to digest it. After all, for an orc who had never seen any world, the deputy commander of the Templar Mercenary Group was probably a bit too great...

really……

After saying this, Dean saw with satisfaction that an incredible look appeared on the orc's dark red face...

Dean was not surprised...

Not to mention an orc who has never seen any world, even those old strong men in Auckland suddenly heard that they were selected as the eighth deputy commander of the Templar Mercenary Corps, they would probably not perform much better than the orcs.

As the second-ranked mercenary group in Auckland, the deputy commander of the Templar Mercenary Group, even if it is just the eighth deputy commander, has already entered the top floor of Auckland. For anyone, this is an opportunity to reach the top of the sky.

At this time, Dean had completely relieved...

Dean is still very sure about the addition of the orcs, and everything is expected...

"Damn, this person is already crazy..." Dean didn't know that when he was completely relieved, the dragon blood orc cursed in his heart: "Absolutely crazy, I'm so unscrupulous in my poaching. Do you think Lord Merlin is dead?"

No, no, if this continues, I will be dragged into the water by him...

At that time, Lord Merlin is unhappy, Seodus will not be polite to me...

When he thought of the terrifying memories that Seodus left to him when he tried to resist Lord Merlin in that treasure house, the dragon blood orc couldn't help but tremble all over his body...

No, I can't let him continue...

The dragon blood orc made a decision almost immediately, and quickly shut up this guy up. It must not make Lord Meilin feel that he has the intention to defect...

However, before the dragon blood orc had time to speak, Dean looked at Lin Yun again and persuaded him in a heart-to-heart tone: "To be honest, with your orc friends, you can choose a better partner. If you really need a mage partner, you can see that there are three magicians here alone. They are all magicians above level 5. As long as you say one word, I can let them do their best to assist you. You don't need to bring a low-level magician at all. He is really not worthy of your strength..."

"Damn!" The dragon-blooded orc almost went crazy on the spot, looking at Dean with horror, and even took a few steps back, just like the sword saint was carrying a fatal plague that could be contagious...

"What's wrong?" Dean finished talking nonstop, but did not receive the enthusiastic response from his imagination. Instead, he saw the dragon-blooded orc "rubbing" and taking a few steps back. At this time, the Sword Saint finally realized that something was wrong...

"Sir, I swear, I don't know him!" The dragon blood orc didn't even look at him.

"Okay, I understand..." Lin Yun shook his head and signaled that the dragon blood orcs should not worry, then he smiled and reminded the sword saint in front of him: "His Excellency Dean, the wolf king is not far from you..."

"Huh?" After Lin Yun reminded me, Dean suddenly realized that he had been wasting enough time on this orc. At this time, not only the wolf pack was approaching, but even the terrifying wolf king was less than a hundred meters away from him...

Hell...

For an existence like the Wolf King who is above level 30, the distance of less than 100 meters is almost the same as facing each other. With just one sprint, you can include yourself under its claw attack range...

At this moment, even Dean did not dare to neglect. He held the true spirit-level sword in his hand tightly, and a fighting spirit burst out, and the thunderbird incarnation that had been resting on his shoulders flew out again.

Then, the lightning and the ice were entangled again.

The Thunderbird's attack temporarily dragged down the Wolf King's sprint, but there was not much time left for Dean. The sword saint finally showed an anxious look on his face, and even his speaking speed was much faster than usual.

Dean is still making his last effort...
Chapter completed!