159 – Receive new recruits (2)
Inside the roughly constructed outdoor banquet hall, there are plenty of foods that mercenaries would go crazy for, such as pork, beef, various types of bread, and beer. It was set up.
A rather delicious-looking scent stimulated my nose, and a smile naturally formed on my face.
“I hired some guys who can cook, and I think they did a pretty good job.”
Behind me, new recruits carrying hoes and pitchforks were drooling.
“…… If I become a mercenary, will I be able to eat this much delicious food every day?”
If you want to make a living like this every day, you have to be at the level of a platoon leader, but even if you become a new member of our mercenary unit, your salary is enough to eat three meals a day without starving.
But you can’t say romantic things like, ‘You have to serve for 15 years to become a platoon leader, and then you can eat like this every day’ from the first day…
‘It is natural to tell a white lie.’
“Hey, what’s your name?”
“This is Drinton.”
“Okay, our peeps are here.” You seem curious, so I’ll tell you. It depends on how hard you try. “If you become a mercenary and prove your abilities, you can eat even more delicacies than that every day…”
And just in time, Otto came in with a prostitute he had brought from nearby, holding her in his arms.
“You can hug a woman to the point where you get tired of it.”
Otto openly touched the breasts of prostitutes even in front of everyone else.
The voice mixed with a slight moan and coquetry exerted unnecessary force on the lower body of the recruits, who had never even touched a woman’s hand.
When I saw those guys, I shrugged my shoulders and laughed.
“You were born as an idiot, like the second or third son of a serf family, so you never once touched a woman’s hand, right? “If you become a mercenary, depending on your abilities, you can freely embrace beautiful women who are 10 or 20 years younger than you.”
After those words, most of the new recruits nearby looked at me with eyes full of expectation.
“Are you sure?”
“The world is wide and there are many women, you bastards.”
The world is large and there are many women, but it is harder to find a truly good woman than an expert knight or intermediate wizard. Good is good.
“For now, think about such troublesome things later and eat as much as you want today. Four people sit at a desk, and we have prepared enough food and alcohol for you to eat until your stomach explodes and you die, so you can eat without worrying. And the new soldiers will be allowed to taste women tomorrow after they enlist, so don’t treat yourself to the point where you can’t get up.”
When I finished speaking, the newcomers quickly dispersed.
The guys who had free time gathered together, and the new recruits gathered together and drank and drank meat.
The new soldiers lived a life where they could eat meat in large quantities, even if it was not for the first time in their lives, so they ate it like gluttons.
“f*ck, I’m cooking all the meat today. “I will eat at least 2 kg by myself.”
Those who were quite skilled began to enjoy alcohol and meat very leisurely.
“Whitebeard mercenaries, they hired a pretty good chef for this position. “I know how to spend some money.”
Everyone seems to be vaguely aware that this is a kind of final interview.
Although there was alcohol involved, I saw that the idiot who was fighting by the collar had not yet appeared.
“Ha, it’s a good thing I already have a headache when we start fighting.”
Hearing those words, Otto tapped my shoulder and said mockingly.
“They are rough guys, so if you get drunk, they will show their true nature one after another, so you have to be prepared.”
“We existing mercenaries have to take care of those bastards so they don’t get stabbed, so eat only meat, bread, and milk.”
“Not even one drink?”
“Uh, I don’t know about you, Otto, but Baker and the other idiots are the ones who end up drinking once they start drinking, so it’s not okay.”
The mayor and the nobles of this city don’t say anything about the fact that those bastards are drunk and fighting and breaking a limb.
Because our mercenaries are just mercenaries, but when they don’t have a properly affiliated mercenary group, they are just like ‘gangs.’
They don’t care whether they fight and get hurt, enjoy homos*xuality behind the scenes, or make bets with each other…
If there is a stabbing and someone dies, they have to be bothered to go around.
‘If more than five people die, hundreds of gold coins will be lost as a fine.’
“And where is the time to drink? Otto, you take the younger guys under you and write down what the senior guys here have been doing. The rest of the recruits should take a quick look to see if there are any idiots or crazy people among the new recruits, and come on.”
It is most important to give experienced workers positions that match their experience and skills, and to select new recruits from those who can no longer be used and those who are capable.
Then I looked at the guys wearing armor that stood out among the desks where the senior guys were sitting.
Those wearing steel armor are at least former knights or veterans who have fought in wars to the point where they can be called warriors of the comeback.
“It’s nice to see them drinking together. “Seeing as there are some knife marks on the armor, it looks like it has been cut quite a bit.”
The guy I spoke to chuckled.
“It’s already been 13 years since I had a meal. “I bought the one I’m wearing three years ago.”
“No need to say more, what did you do in the mercenary corps?”
“I served as a platoon leader in the Black Whale mercenary unit, where I cut down five enemy knights. Other than that, I had a pretty spectacular time.”
“Take out the mercenary card.”
Mercenaries also need a means to prove their career, so when the battle is over, the nobles who hired the mercenaries instead of giving them medals, record their criminal record on the mercenary badge that all mercenaries have.
If you capture a count, it’s purple, if you capture a baron, it’s blue, and if you kill a knight, it’s engraved in red with different thicknesses depending on the upper, middle, and lower ranks.
‘Because it was engraved by a nobleman, it is almost impossible to forge, so it is reliable.’
However, since it cannot be reissued, if you lose it, you are done.
The guy who said that took out a mercenary card to prove his experience.
“There are definitely five red lines indicating that a low-level knight has been killed. And besides, you cut down a lot of enemy parts… But it would be a bit difficult to entrust you as a platoon leader with just this, right?”
“Even though I look like this, I am an intermediate Auror.”
In other mercenary units, this would be enough for a platoon leader, but our mercenary unit is overflowing with all kinds of monsters.
In other words, at this level, there is no need to give him the position of platoon leader, which is considered an executive.
“Really? Then, come in, prove your capabilities, and then we’ll talk again. Instead, the basic salary will be at the level of a platoon leader.”
“…… Of course.”
As I was walking around interviewing people who seemed to be of a higher level, recording their careers and strengths, I heard the sound of a table being overturned nearby.
“No, f*ck! “What on earth is this b*tch so proud of as a centurion?”
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When someone else’s fight, the most entertaining spectacle in the world, broke out, the mercenaries’ eyes were all focused on it.
Hilde was also angry at what he said and answered loudly.
“I was a skilled knight of expert beginner level, and I commanded over 100 troops under my command. But doesn’t it make no sense for you, with only your meager skills, to ask for the position of platoon leader just because you are a man? “There is no need for someone who drinks and causes trouble in our master’s mercenary unit, get the hell out of here!”
Once the situation was settled, the other mercenaries held their breath and began to watch the fight.
After being told to quit, the drunken mercenary pointed a point at Hilde.
“What the f*ck, b*tch? I don’t know who you are, but seeing as you’re a centurion at that age, you gave Captain Martin a shot over there, right? “Well, if you seduce me by showing me breasts so big that it’s hard to hold with one hand, even the boss is a guy, so he’s probably going to lose his mind, damn it.”
…… That bastard, he might suffer worse than death.
“Why don’t you become my woman instead of Captain Martin? “This old man’s skills in shaking his hips at night are really bad.”
At those words, Hilde put her hand on the javelin she had tied behind her back.
“My body and mind are yours! If he wants, I will do whatever work he wants, even if it means serving him at night. This is the path I, Hilde Baumann, have chosen as a knight. “But for insulting that path, do you really want to die?”
The man who insulted Hilde touched his sword.
After seeing that, Otto came up next to me and said.
“That bastard died tonight.”
For your information, watching a bug cub that causes trouble die is always a fun thing to see.
Should I say that, unlike s*x, it is a fun experience that you never get tired of?
“Oh, you’re going to throw away your gloves soon?”
“Honestly, if it rolls over like that, it’s a natural death.”
“But in this world, there is a life that is more painful than death. “I’ll bet three silver coins that you can make it like that.”
“I’m not betting.”
Then Hilde held her javelin upside down and threw the man who had insulted her into the sky.
“I don’t know if you’re making fun of me!”
The guy flying into the sky looked blank for a moment, but Hilde performed tricks with her spear and continued to hit him.
Just as a beginner in a game of Iron Fist cannot come down from the air when he is hit by a stag, the guy who gets beaten by Hilde is…
“Ugh!”
Even though she was vomiting blood, she was unable to come down from the air and was beaten dozens, if not almost a hundred times, in the blink of an eye.
The guy had been fine until just now, but when he hit the ground again, his arms and legs were already bent in strange directions.
“Sa, please save me. “Dash will not insult Captain Martin and Hilde…”
Hilde looked down at him as if she were a maggot…
When some of the new recruits saw the scene that unfolded next, they placed their hands on their groins and turned their heads.
“aaah!”
I stepped on that part of the guy and crushed it.
“You deserve to die for making fun of my master.”
After making one man a eunuch, Hilde pointed out two new recruits and gave orders.
“If you kill someone, it will damage your lord’s honor. So send him to the church so he can receive proper treatment.”
If you receive treatment, your limbs will be fine, but the area that has already broken down and is making a rumbling sound will not survive.
‘Cruel than killing…’
After completing all her steps, Hilde came towards me.
Then she asked with a slightly nervous expression, unlike the dignified appearance she had just shown.
“Was it too severe?”
Honestly, I had no intention of saying anything even if I killed him, but I did very well because I cut him off at just the right place.
“No, it was just right. Now, even drunk people won’t install it if they don’t want to die.”
Then a bright smile appeared on Hilde’s face.
“Is that so? “I am glad to be of help to you, my lord.”
And just as I expected, after this incident, no one was drunk and caused trouble during the banquet.