Novel Mercenary Enrollment Novels & Stories

Some of their classmates were talking noisily at the different tables around them. After their break time. Yman and the others had to get a mission from the barracks. They needed to complete a mission at least once per week to increase their grades and points. Every mission has a level of difficulty. Any of the trainees should complete the mission via solo. Or they could recruit mercenary to protect them and help in their mission. Although, recruiting the mercenary comes with a price. Anyone could apply as mercenary but they needed to accomplish some special trials. Yman, Bob, and Chloe went into the barracks together to take their first mission.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be better for David to directly transfer 1 trillion to his company account? This system was also very simple. Its purpose was to let David spend money and then increase lavish points to improve himself. On this side, David set up a security department and asked Paul to contact some mercenaries he had met abroad before. Whether it was domestic or foreign, as long as they were willing to come, they would receive the best treatment, but the premise was that their characters had to pass the test. For example, David would never accept a heinous person who was forced to flee abroad to be a mercenary.

“Not many people have joined us since then. All other branches of organization were also shutdown. Now, there is only two branches left excluding this main branch, of course. To make the matter worst, most of members are just c or d ranked. And they only joined because they had no other way to earn more money. Now a days, most people prefer to join mercenary guilds. Of course, mercenary guilds are controlled by Hunter’s Corps—the only difference is they do not have to serve in the war. Though the resources you receive will be much greater in the Hunter’s Corps.” ‘Hum! I knew there was war three years ago but didn't realize it was that bad. That bastard of our king refused to help them, and h

It was the same with the 500 mercenaries hired from the adventure association, some of whom arrived from cities fairly far away. All of them would receive pay as long as they showed up, even if the beastmen didn't attack Ice Demon City, according to the recruitment letter, which was printed on the document. When the first few people received their payments, everyone rushed to secure a seat, and the 1,000 available spots for knights were quickly filled. At first, it was widely believed to be a fraud because the offer was so incredible. The same was true for the mercenaries. Furthermore, there was no minimum strength requirement in the recruitment letter, thus finding candidates was simple.

A group of bodyguards swarmed into the room and surrounded James and Bianca. "Anna! Are you alright?" Dad had rushed over with his bodyguards after tracking down my location. One of the bodyguards swiftly cut me free from the ropes that were binding me. Dad breathed out a sigh of relief when he realized that I was unharmed. His eyes burned with hatred as he glared at James and Bianca, who were already subdued by the bodyguards. Tears streamed down Bianca's face as she tried to explain herself. "This was a set-up, Mr. Lawson! Anna ordered us to do her bidding. She told us that she'll only let us go after she gets her hands on 100 million dollars.

“We need to know what we’re facing before committing troops.” Elias’ gaze swept the room, settling on Luke for a moment, almost as if weighing his loyalty, his instincts, his worthiness. “Approximately three hundred,” he said. “Highly trained, mostly mercenaries loyal to Rowan, with a few recruits from the outskirts who think allegiance will keep them alive. They’re fast, coordinated, and they strike in packs. I’ve already reinforced the border scouts, but this is more than just a test. This is an opening.”

The man said he was coming out as if they should be friendly. “Who are you and what do you want?” Agnar said shortly his tone deadly letting the man know one wrong move and things would get bad. “I am Alpha Derek, this is Dark Crescent. I understand meeting packs here recently usually means a fight, long drawn out battle, and stealing, robbing etc from each other. I am not here for that today.” Derek smiled brightly. “I don't like conversations. What do you want, last chance.” Agnar growled his forearms flexing as he spoke, the veins running up his arms bludging.

Around the fort, several youths were training vigorously, they were in different categories and they were dressed in different colors of clothing. " The mercenary group is divided into ten categories, level one to ten and they are identified by thier color of clothes, those in level one are dressed in pink, those in the second level are dressed in orange, the ones in the lower categories are the ones in flashy colors" Eight explained quietly. Since she had acknowledged Eight as her master, the relationship between the two of them had improved a bit, he no longer glared at her with hatred and instead provided her with information, the only person she couldn't approach was Venom.

“Rich family. Paralyzed son. Paying twenty grand a month for a live-in caregiver and they can’t keep anyone longer than a week. His mother’s been through, what, eight caregivers in the last six months? Nine?” My hand tightens around my coffee cup. Twenty thousand. “Why not?” Renee asks. “Because he’s impossible.” Shauna dumps her coffee in the sink. “Won’t talk. Won’t let anyone touch him. Apparently he just sits in that mansion and makes everyone miserable.” Beth winces. “That’s sad.” Shauna grabs her bag. “They’re desperate though. Six month contract. One-twenty total if you can stick it out but I bet anyone can make it that far.”

The rain battered the windows. For several seconds Lena simply stared. Then "You applied?" "I interviewed." "You got hired?" "Senior communications assistant." Lena stood so quickly coffee nearly spilled everywhere. "You're insane." "Probably." "Seraphina" "I need answers." "Not like this." "It's the only way." Lena shook her head. "Blackwood Holdings is one of the most powerful companies in the country. Security alone is impossible." "Good thing I'm not breaking in." "You are literally infiltrating a billion-dollar corporation under a fake identity."