The Most Satisfied Reincarnate

The warm sunlight already became hot, along with the sun shining over the top of their heads. The rest of the soldiers who survived the battle were seen dragging their friends' bodies into the nearby camp.

The sound of crow's cries sounded in the entire battlefield while its bodies lying in mid-air, with its eyes prying the soldiers' dead bodies while waiting for the humans gone.

Meanwhile, in the tent area were spotted a few small tents were standing in line ordered manner. Only two of the five tents had a flag in their tops, showing Ray and Veronica standing in front of it.

The members of their mercenaries were chatting around, and it seemed they began comparing the most damage dealt toward the dragon-like creature while their leaders put a solemn face with their hands gesturing to each other.

"Ms. Veronica and Mr. Ray, the Guardian called you into his tent." Suddenly, one of the soldiers from the kingdom arrived and spoke.

He lowered his eyes while his helmet covering the rest of his face. The grudge between Guild and the kingdom army was well known, which made him quite nervous as he spoke.

"Is that an order? " Ray replied coldly. The soldier could felt his nape hair was standing and shivering.

"N...o, it's a request. You guys are a citizen of this kingdom, and our Guardian needs your help to discuss the mission." The soldier replied hurriedly, causing him to bite his tongue accidentally, making him look like resentment toward them.

Veronica and Ray glanced at each other, Ray then waved his hand toward the soldier, and they began heading to Vesta's tent.

Upon arriving in front of the tent, the soldier shouted low tone before letting them enter. When they went inside, they saw Vesta sat on the small chair with his hand holding some wood stick.

A big table with a huge parchment spread and covered the table part not far from him with a few drawings familiar to them.

"Guardian." The two of them greeted while slightly lowered their heads. After the rebellion, there was no noble in this kingdom, making the citizen or commoners were delighted. Only the king was greeted nobly while the rest, such as a minister, grandmaster, and guardian, could be greeted just by their title or position.

Vesta raised his head; upon seeing their polite manner, he nodded and gesturing them to came closer. "As you may already notice, I have been sent my men to scout the valley while trying to recreate the situation as accurately as possible.

"And here's what I got." Vesta pointed at the path that was blocked with many big rocks with a long stick in his hand. He continued, "I need your opinion to solve this problem. After all, you've accepted this mission and want to return soon, right?"

Upon hearing this, the handsome face of Ray showing a twitching emotion while Veronica's bold and beautiful curve of eyes brows frowned. They are mercenaries, not scholars; even with their wisdom and experiences as leaders, the most apparent solution they can give was to turn around and take the other path, right?

As if Vesta knew their answer by judging from their expression, he interrupted," If that easy, I've been giving a command to you guys to leave. Still, considering the recruitment of the academy, I cannot make that boy late to register."

This made their expression darkened. Ray and Veronica glared at Vesta at the same time. Even they respected him not only because of his strength and noble actions, still they were not a kingdom army and had a bottom line.

Their strength was a bit weak from Vesta, but if they worked together, even Vesta could not stop them from leaving, coupled with the fact that his soldiers were already tired. With only the power of 1st class Swordsman, it was not possible to stop them.

The worst-case was, their reputation might be slightly ruined, and they paid some gold coins as compensation. But it was better than stuck in here, wasting their time with their members already mentally exhausted.

Forming mercenaries was not an easy task. They should read their comrades' situation while also judging their combat powers and the risk of the missions.

If it was before Selena's death, maybe Veronica could help Vesta, but there was no if, and her mood was already bad with the appearance of Shapeshifter and some killers.

Looking at their unwilling expression, Vesta knew his effort was to no avail. He sighed inwardly and walked out the tent, watching the sight of Helmfirth city that was not too far.

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Desmond was seen bending his body and stretched his legs on the floor inside his carriage while raising his chest slowly to up and down. A bead of sweat was dropped on the floor with his body tensed up.

"One...Two...Thre..." He spoke breathily, with his movements became faster.

Not far from him, Laura and Annie were watching this calmly. With the former was holding a towel while the latter was carrying a tray of food.

Desmond was chest naked, revealing his muscled body. He was doing a push-up for exercise; after experiencing a life-death battle, he felt he should put more pressure on his body.

At the same time, Desmond often saw a transparent layer flashed in his view, telling him his stats slowly increased, and he smiled as responses.

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After several minutes, with a thumb, Desmond dropped his body to the floor. The floor around him was wet with his sweat.

"Young master." Laura bent down her body, making her breasts hovering beside his face. She sweeps her young master's backs from his legs into his neck.

After several seconds of resting, Desmond waited for Laura to clean the sweat on his back before sitting his but on the floor. He then saw Laura sweeping the sweat on his chest with her cheeks slightly blushed.

Desmond even can smell her sweet, tempted fragrance and her hot breath. Her movement was fast, maybe because she was too shy; she immediately turned around while Annie handing him a cup of tea.

"Thank you," Desmond spoke and sipped his tea. Annie's body was not inferior to Laura's. If Laura was depicted as a beautiful flower that grew in the garden, then Annie was the thorn, cold and indifferent.

After resting his body a bit, Desmond stood and took his sword and began swung it. He already told Annie and Laura to gave him space. As he swung the sword, a blade of wind pressure was formed, slashing the wooden floor, leaving a deep mark.

Desmond was puzzled. He did not remember using skills not injecting any energy. He looked at Annie and Laura and found them staring at him curiously.

His face twitched and then he sat on the floor while called the system to check his status.

=== Weekly Challenge!! ===

1. 700 Power Stones    = +1 Illustration(Character/Scene)

2. 1400 Power Stones  = +1 Illustration(Character/Scene)

3. 2100 Power Stones  = +1 Illustration(Character/Scene)

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